"Hey guys!" Jennifer greeted, bouncing a little on her toes. "Octavia, you look . . . better?"

Than the flailing ball of fury she'd last seen. It . . . wasn't a high bar.

"Um, no disasters," she said, shrugging. "But I guess it hasn't been as long for us."

"A week," Duke said, shaking his head. "Apparently the multiverse thinks this place can't function without me."